Wonderful Life
Aranea
09-30-2020, 09:25 PM
Even though her explanations and stories were far shorter and lest descriptive than his own, he didn't really mind. It did kind of make him want to start gently peeling back the layers that were clearly laid over her past so that he could peek at what she was trying to hide, but it was a silly desire. He barely knew her beyond her name and the fact that she had once lived in Abaven a long, long time ago. There was no chance that he would have remembered her from five years ago if they had even been in the pack at the same time at all so at least he didn't have to worry about maybe knowing her at one point and just not retaining the knowledge. He'd never really thought about moving packs so it surprised him to hear that she had not only just been in Abaven and Lirim, but also another pack in Auster. The more small nuggets of information he heard from her just made him more and more curious about this small, simply marked woman that he had just happened to cross paths with. When she settled next to one of the larger tree trunks he would as well, sitting on his haunches near her while his gaze lingered on her curiously. He wasn't insistent or pressing in his questions, but he did wish - perhaps unrealistically - that she would share more about herself with him. It had been a long time since he'd really tried to get to know someone outside of his family so he wasn't as used to getting to know a complete stranger. Her answer about her reasons from moving from pack to pack was cryptic at best and made him even more curious, but he wouldn't ask about it again. It was clear the topic wasn't exactly a favorable one so he let it drop... for now. "We've all certainly been all of those things at one point or another," he replied simply, offering her another smile. As the darkness began to settle over them and the tone of the light shifted from the warmer hues of the sunset and dusk into the subtle light of the moon and stars he let his gaze drift off toward the sky for a moment, peering at the night sky through the branches of the tree beside them. "It's a beautiful night," he commented, his eyes following a firefly that drifted past before bringing his eyes back down to hers again. When their blue eyes met again he silently decided her eyes were much more interesting than the night sky could ever hope to be. "Not as beautiful as you though," he dared with a slightly bashful grin, his mismatched ears flicking from the slight embarrassment at his own silly compliment. |